It’s hard to tell whether or not the author is just trolling all of us:

Morning yoga in the Mission district followed by frangipane croissant and a cappuccino at Tartine Bakery, watching the hipsters heading to Dolores Park for a day of sunshine snoozing — and another perfect San Francisco weekend has begun.

“The Hipster. Early mornings at the Sprit Rock Meditation Center followed by some flea market scouring in Alameda and garden shopping at Flora Grubb Gardens in Bayview. Hanging with friends at Mission Bowl, and then dancing to live African music at Little Baobob is all part of a perfect weekend for her.”

…nigga, who the fuck is going to mission bowl? every single mission resident i know screams BULLSHIT at the very concept of that place.

true to all those who say this is a non-native point of view of SF. if readers hadnt pointed out that this was vogue india, i would have guessed a new yorker wrote it. i love SF because someone’s always writing a review about it, and then the real locals come to rip it apart. but its all out of love since the biggest fans of SF are also the most critical. tangent note: my favorite part about this blog is the comments